Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

Yang Huahua and Mrs. Chen brought out three bowls of noodles from the kitchen, with a poached egg in each bowl.

Aunt Chen said to her son distressedly: "Yuanzu is coming for dinner soon. I heard from Huahua that you haven't eaten the cake for lunch, so you must be starving."

Yang Yuanzu glanced at Yang Huahua, and Yang Huahua smiled playfully. As soon as he returned home, his mother-in-law kept asking him questions. He could only tell what happened today in detail.

He has never seen anyone more picky than his eldest brother. He would rather go hungry than eat the staple food cake.

But it’s also thanks to my eldest brother’s provocation that he now eats like the Chinese New Year every day, or even better than the Chinese New Year.

After Yang Huahua finished eating the poached eggs in the bowl, he looked like he was happy with the eggs.

Yang Yuanzu explained today's income and expenses to everyone during the meal.

Aunt Chen and Yang Huahua were so happy that they could earn back their money by selling a day's worth of food for the donkey cart.

The family was chatting happily when there was a knock on the door far away.

Yang Huahua actively ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Uncle Yang stood outside the door with his hand raised to knock on the door. When he saw the door opened, he put down his hand.

Uncle Yang and Yang Huahua said hello and stepped into the courtyard.

Several people at the dinner table looked at Uncle Yang in unison. Because the fertilization was too smelly, they had not had much contact with the villagers recently. They wondered what Uncle Yang meant by his sudden visit today.

Yang Yuanzu asked Yang Huahua to bring a stool for the guests to sit on. Aunt Chen got up and asked what was going on.

Uncle Yang rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "I alienated you from the village because of feces. Today I am here to apologize..."

Upon hearing the apology, Mrs. Chen's attitude improved a lot, and she even poured a glass of hot water for the visitor.

Yang Yuanzu replied: "It doesn't matter. It's us who have influenced everyone, but this fertilization method is indeed miraculous. Uncle Yang will know when our yield comes out."

Lin Ting'an did not participate in the application of base fertilizer to the land. He only participated in top dressing. The smell of top dressing was not as strong as that of base fertilizer, so he looked at Yang Yuanzu curiously, and Yang Yuanzu explained to him in a low voice.

Lin Ting'an couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

Uncle Yang felt even more embarrassed when he heard Yang Yuanzu's reasonable words. He hesitated a few times before saying, "I heard that Yuanzu has recently started selling fish again, and the taste is better than before. I just want to buy some to try today." Taste it.”

When Yang Yuanzu heard this, he responded politely: "What a coincidence, all the fish are sold out today."

As soon as he heard this, Uncle Yang showed a disappointed look, and Yang Yuanzu added: "Let's leave a portion at home before going out to the stall tomorrow. Then Uncle Yang can come directly to my mother to get it."

After hearing this, Uncle Yang became happy again, thanked him repeatedly, and finally said: "I won't disturb everyone's meal and leave first." After that, Uncle Yang left.

Aunt Chen wondered: "Since when has this Yang Da been willing to spend money to eat well?"

Yang Yuanzu replied: "Mom, that means the food your son cooks is so delicious that even a thrifty man like Uncle Yang is willing to spend money to eat it."

Aunt Chen affirmed: "Of course, the food made by my son must be the best!"

Yang Huahua laughed and agreed.

Lin Ting'an complained softly at the side: "Let's see what you can do."

Yang Yuanzu showed a bright smile like a primary school student.

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The next day, several people got up early and used donkey carts to pull goods into the county town.

Yesterday, the place where the goods were sold was already full of people.

Everyone gathered around and said they wanted to eat this, and they couldn't sleep because of it.

Before anyone could stop the car, Yang Yuanzu and the others were surrounded by people.

"I want ten grilled fish, ten crabs, and ten lobsters!"

"I want twenty of everything!"

"Me too!"

"Get out of the way, I'll give you fifty for everything!!!"

"Hey, save one for those of us who buy two!!!"

"Twenty is fine, fifty is too much. Hey, you are a big restaurant..." Before he could finish speaking, the restaurant owner covered his mouth and whispered in his ear: "Keep it secret for me. Today, your I’ll treat you to grilled fish!”

The man whose mouth was covered nodded repeatedly.

Yang Yuanzu laughed when he saw it, don't think I don't know you are here to purchase goods.

He had already guessed this phenomenon, so he climbed onto the donkey cart and stood on a high place to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Don't crowd or rush. In order for everyone to eat fish, we have launched a limited purchase model. The purchase quantity per person is ten, and you can combine it by yourself!

For example, grilled fish, five crabs, and five, or grilled fish, two crabs, two shrimps, and six! "

As soon as the diners heard this, they all had enough to eat, so it was no longer crowded.

When Yang Yuanzu saw that the situation had stabilized, he taught the diners to queue up. Anyone who jumped in line would be put on the diners' blacklist.

Lin Ting'an and Yang Huahua are responsible for placing and heating food.

Yang Yuanzu collected money one by one from the team and distributed the corresponding bamboo cards to avoid conflicts caused by someone fishing in troubled waters.

Those who came early got bamboo cards, but those who came late did not. Yang Yuanzu apologized and advised them to come early tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, the other party replied: "You said the same thing yesterday. I will come as soon as you wake up today."

Yang Yuanzu suddenly had an idea and said: "We accept reservations here. You can reserve a share today for tomorrow, but you must pick up the goods before noon tomorrow. If it is late, it will be deemed to be automatically abandoned, and we will not refund."

The late diners nodded repeatedly and said yes one by one.

Yang Yuanzu collected the deposit and wrote down the other party's name and needs.

After finishing the matter here, Yang Yuanzu returned to the stall to help.

Due to improvements in working methods, today's efficiency has improved a lot.

There are more goods than yesterday, but the time spent is half an hour less than yesterday.

After they finished, they went to the bookstore to buy the Four Treasures of the Study. They needed to keep accounts every day, so they urgently needed this.

The paper, ink, pen and inkstone here are also divided into grades, including high-grade, medium-grade and low-grade.

In the upper, middle and lower grades, the quality is further subdivided.

When Yang Yuanzu used Yueli to buy it before, he bought a medium-grade one.

He remembered that the paper was white in color and the ink was dark, and the total cost of it was ten taels.

This time he planned to buy all the high-end products and save a little, but the low-end paper was really annoying to the eyes.

The paper is dark yellow, the ink is light, and the brush is rough and linted.

Yang Yuanzu hesitated for a moment. The ink he bought was of medium quality, while the others were of low quality.

This frugal search and purchase cost them nearly five taels.

After shopping, a few people drove the donkey cart home for lunch.

Because of the donkey cart, there are twice as many goods today as yesterday.

Lin Ting'an was muttering on the road. When Yang Yuanzu came closer, he heard that he was settling accounts.

Yang Yuanzu gave the answer again, and said that today's algorithm is simpler. Yesterday's quantity was multiplied by two, which is seven or two and four.

When he went home and calculated his income, he found that there was a lot more. Lin Ting'an said that Yang Yuanzu's multiplication table was not working.

Yang Yuanzu explained that the extra part is tomorrow's reservation.

In the next few days, a few people worked hard. They went to the county town to sell things in the morning, went home to catch river fresh food in the afternoon, and cooked river fresh food in the evening.

Lin Ting'an said that this profit has almost caught up with his previous silk business.

Yang Yuanzu didn't think so about this food business. A hard day's work can only make as much profit as a piece of silk.

Mrs. Chen and her son have never made so much money before, and they feel like they have been given a shot of chicken blood every day.